crossing Benson Street

Crossing Benson Street in pouring rain, an assault on the senses. Curtains of water shimmering in the wind, a crack of thunder, soggy diesel, the sweetness of water dripping from my lip. Every person for themselves. Monrovia, Liberia.


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